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A five-minute trolley ride, one troublemaking luggage, and two stolen identities. Six months later, two strangers discover they’re married. She wants an annulment. He has other plans.

Being illegally hitched is about the only way Chase Lennox would ever be shackled to any woman. But when the multimillionaire playboy finds out he’s married to the woman who caused him to lose the biggest deal of his life, Chase decides before he gives his new wife an annulment, she’s going to help him close the deal he’d lost.Jessina Landi has a three-foot radius comfort zone. The last man she let into it cost her a lot more than a broken heart. And the huge debt she owes for that trust, well, it’s due. If she takes Chase Lennox’s up on his offer, it’s sure to cover the bill. There’s an annulment waiting at the end of their rainbow… well, that’s if they can get through the next two weeks without consummating the marriage.

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“Finish getting ready. We’re outta here in a few minutes.” He turned his back to her.Jessina struggled to recover from the total body meltdown he’d so easily triggered. “Are we heading back to your apartment?”“Yes,” he responded just as he disappeared from the doorway.“Good.” She raised her voice. “You can drop me off at the bus stop then.”Chase’s head swayed back in the doorway. “Come again?”“I’m going home, but I’ll be back in time for Caplin’s arrival on Thursday.”He stepped back into the room. “Why do you want to go home?”The question caught her off guard. She’d assumed he’d be pleased to be rid of her. Nonetheless, telling him the truth wasn’t an option. “As you said, the only reason we needed to spend time together was so I could get to know you, so we can convince Caplin we’re married.”His forehead wrinkled. “And you feel like you know me?”“Well enough to pull off a bullshit marriage, yes.”“Hmm.” He rubbed his chin, the intensity of his stare holding her captive. She clung to those dark eyes, waiting for him to say something. He dropped his hand and took a step toward her.“I don’t want you to go.” His low, husky words resonated in her ears.Her body hesitated, heart skipped, and nerves stammered. All of her senses failed her. She couldn’t have heard him right. “What?”“There are a few more things you need to know about me in order to successfully pull this off, Jessina.”Every single one of her senses came back to life as he moved closer.“Will you stay just one more night?” He stopped in front of her. “So I can show them to you?”“What?” Heat flushed through her body once more. “What sort of things?”Dark, ravishing eyes dropped to her mouth as he drew a finger down the side of her cheek. It trailed along her neck, gently grazing her shoulder and caressing the length of her arm. “The sort of things I would do with my real wife.” He looked back up at her, his hand now settled on her hip. The weight of his touch caused her stomach to clench with desire. His hand shifted to the small of her back, and her next breath got caught in her throat. “I want to show you how my wife would make me feel when I’m this close to her.” He applied light pressure with his hand to her back, and the space between them descended. Their bodies became one.“Chase…” His name fell from her lips in a near whisper when his hardness pressed into her tight-with-desire belly.“Jessina…” he hissed back in a throaty murmur…

About the AuthorKelly GendronKelly resides in a quiet suburb somewhere between Buffalo and Niagara Falls, NY. Her day job? Kelly has worked in the healthcare field for years. She represents a group of reputable nursing facilities in the WNY area. She’s been faithfully writing for three years. However, she wrote her first book ten years ago but had to put it down to raise her son as a single mom. When her son got a little older, she was able to pick it back up. That’s when she settled into her newly married life and started to seriously write again. The recipe for the men in her stories: a dash of bad boy attitude, a cup of strong and confident and, of course, besides being packed with magnificent bodies, and doused with shameless aptitudes, they must have a tender heart you want to rip out of the pages (or your e-Reader) and take to bed with you at night.Kelly loves to hear from her readers! Visit her Blog, FB Page, Goodreads, Twitter.

Colden Saint James, Dusty Owens, and a single night of passion had equaled to poor old Mr. McAllister’s broken fence. Add six years, a troublemaking photo, and there’s not a fence in Texas that’s gonna be safe.

It took Dusty Owens two years to land Colden “Saint” James, even if it was for only one night, but the very next day, he was gone. Now, years later, the “Saint” has returned, but he’s no longer the do-gooder rookie cop Dusty remembers.

Dusty Owens always had a way of making every single one of Colden’s man parts go all hard. He’d been so close to falling for the girl before he’d left Odessa. Now, due to a troublemaking photo, Colden must return to his hometown to keep her safe. Trouble is, he’s a different man—not to mention the change. Well, it’s gonna cause all kinds of problems where Dusty Owens and all of his man parts are concerned.

I enjoyed this book by Kelly.This book includes passion, laughs, heartache, pain, and betrayal.

Dusty Owens had one night with Colden Saint James after trying to get him for two years. When she gets her chance he takes her virginity, they broke a fence and he left town the next day with no word.

He has been gone for 6 years but he’s is due back for his brother’s wedding. Now he is in town and looking better than ever. But since Dusty was told he is married with three kids she should be safe right?

Colden Saint James is back in town because his cover is blown and he is sure someone is after Dusty all because he had her picture in his wallet. He must protect her from the trouble he is sure that is coming. He bets her he can beat her at staying on a mechanical bull and since she holds the record and he fell off the last time after only a few seconds she agrees. He beats her and moves into her spare room.

Dusty finds out that Colton’s brother made up the story about Colden having a wife and kids she realizes that she is not so safe. He tries to seduce Dusty at every opportunity and is able to. She can’t resist him. He is and has always been her weakness.

When an associate of Colton’s shows up Colton ties up the man and takes Dusty prisoner. She tries to get away more than once only for Colton to grab her back. The more time they spend together the more she falls in love with him. After Colton’s boss talks to the associate they are allowed back into town. After dropping Dusty off Colton tells her he will be right back. After waiting for hours she knows he has left town again.

Is he gone for good? If he returns will Dusty let him back into her life again? What is his real job? Will he make it to the wedding? Does he even care about Dusty? How will she survive if he is gone?

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About Kelly:

Kelly resides in a quiet suburb somewhere between Buffalo and Niagara Falls, NY.Her day job?Kelly works in health care representing a group of nursing facilities in the WNY area.She’s been faithfully writing for three years but did write her first book ten years ago.She put it down to raise her son as a single mom and then picked it back up when she and her son finally grew up.That’s when she settled into her newly married adult life and started to seriously write again.She’s dabbled with Romantic Suspense stories, but recently she’s been on an Adult Contemporary Romance kick.

Dusty glared at him from the corner of her eye. “Okay.” She gripped the railing and swayed back. “Yes, once I wanted you—once. But like I said, let’s not dwell on the past. I’m so over you, St. James.”

The smug son-of-a-bitch’s smile broadened. He shook his head. “I’m so not convinced, Dusty girl,” he said with sparkling, playful eyes.

“Stop calling me that!”

“What?” He arched a badly behaving eyebrow. “Girl?”

“Yes!”

“Well, you are one, aren’t you?”

“Yes, but—”

“Oh, I get it,” he rudely interrupted. “Too generic? How ‘bout I call you, uh…my pretty girl? Would you like that?”

In false protest, her nose and forehead scrunched. But she could already see it. The minute that little fawning left his sexy mouth, she’d drop to her knees, ready to give the man whatever he wanted.

“No?” He rubbed his chin and released a low, sexy, “Hmm.” A second later, he lifted an a-ha finger. “Tough girl?”

Her entire face flushed with heated anger.

He grimaced. “Don’t like that either?” His eyes hooded. “I know what kind of girl you are.”

She snorted. This oughtta be good. “Yeah? And what kind of girl am I?”

“No!” Oh God, yes! Who wouldn’t want to be his bad… anything? The new and improved St. James was hot, and her knees were already begging to hit the floor for him. Shake it off, bad girl. Just, shake it the hell off!

“Come over here.” An arm wrapped around her waist. “C’mon.” He dragged out the words as he dragged her up to his side. “It’s all good. You can be my bad girl anytime, Dusty Owens.”

When he bent his head down, warning bells went off in her addled brain. Sissy and Jimmy could see them from where they were standing. She veered back, her hand pressing into his shoulder, “Colden!”

“Don’t be so skittish.” His lips turned up, and his grip tightened. “Where’s that brazen girl? Where’s the girl who showed up at Rusty’s Tavern with Britt Weber, the player of all plays?”

Her eyes widened. Is he really going to bring up that night?

“And after a slow, naughty bull ride performance in a very slinky white dress, I might add, that bad girl dirty danced with the scumbag.”

He even remembers my dress? God.

“Where’s that brazen girl who took a huge risk, hoping I’d come to her rescue and save her from the sleazebag?”

The night flooded into her brain, Colden pulling her out of Britt Weber’s truck. Him punching Britt, who was twelve years her senior, right in the face, and Colden chasing after her and catching up with her at old man McAllister’s fence. Crazy for him, her attempt at making Colden jealous had worked. She’d tried to keep him hot by picking a fight, but Colden hadn’t taken the bait. Without saying a word, he’d just walked up to her and kissed her hard, a kiss he didn’t break until they broke McAllister’s fence—until she’d surrendered her virtue and her heart to him.

“So? Where’s that bad girl now?” he provoked.

Dusty shook her head and told him the truth. “She grew up.” She knew it was immature to try to make Colden jealous back then. He wasn’t a kid. He was a man, and he had shown her that night just what kind of man he was, the kind she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.

“Nah.” Sturdy fingers pressed into her hipbone. “I think she’s still in there. She just needs some coaxing to come out and play.” He leaned in and huskily taunted, “Come out, come out, wherever you are! Be my bad girl and admit you wanna play.”

“In your dreams, St. James. Why don’t you get over yourself? I’ve already told you that I don’t feel anything for you—not anymore,” she lied, trying to save herself.

“I don’t believe you.” His eyes wickedly twinkled with the statement.

“I don’t really care what you believe.”

“Take your panties off.”

As angry as he was making her, her body had to respond to the command, and every muscle froze. “What?”

“If they’re bone dry,” he said, tilting to the left and dropping his voice, “I’ll believe you.”

“Colden, look where we are, for God’s sake. You’re crazy if you think I’m gonna¬—”

He tilted slightly closer, his eyes dark and daring. “Take them off.”

“I-I can’t,” she mumbled, hypnotized by his captivating, intent look and even more stunned by the crazy demand.

“Besides the obvious, it’s a rude a request.” She smirked at him. Yeah, that’s right, buddy. Two can play at this game. “I can’t give them to you because…” She inched closer to his tempting mouth. “I’m not wearing any.” Unable to ignore the pleasure she got from seeing the astonishment light up his eyes, her smile grew too.

“Damn, girl.” He exhaled, letting out a very noticeable whistle. His hand slid slowly down her hip, as if to confirm her claim, then roamed to her backside. “Do you know what a statement like that can do to a guy?”

A five-minute trolley ride, one troublemaking luggage, and two stolen identities. Six months later, two strangers discover they’re married. She wants an annulment. He has other plans. Being illegally hitched is about the only way Chase Lennox would ever be shackled to any woman. But when the multimillionaire playboy finds out he’s married to the woman who caused him to lose the biggest deal of his life, Chase decides before he gives his new wife an annulment, she’s going to help him close the deal he’d lost. Jessina Landi has a three-foot radius comfort zone. The last man she let into it cost her a lot more than a broken heart. And the huge debt she owes for that trust, well, it’s due. If she takes Chase Lennox’s up on his offer, it’s sure to cover the bill. There’s an annulment waiting at the end of their rainbow… well, that’s if they can get through the next two weeks without consummating the marriage.

Kelly resides in a quiet suburb somewhere between Buffalo and Niagara Falls, NY. Her day job? Kelly works in health care representing a group of nursing facilities in the WNY area. She’s been faithfully writing for three years but did write her first book ten years ago. She put it down to raise her son as a single mom and then picked it back up when she and her son finally grew up. That’s when she settled into her newly married adult life and started to seriously write again. She’s dabbled with Romantic Suspense stories, but recently she’s been on an Adult Contemporary Romance kick.

“Finish getting ready. We’re outta here in a few minutes,” he said, then turned his back to her. She struggled to retort from the total body meltdown. “Are we heading back to your apartment?” “Yes,” he said just as he disappeared from the doorway. “Good.” She raised her voice. “You can drop me off at the bus stop then.” Chase’s head swayed back in the doorway. “Come again?” “I’m going home, but I’ll be back in time for Caplin’s arrival on Thursday.” Chase stepped back into the room. “Why do you want to go home?” The question caught her off guard. She’d assumed he’d be pleased to be rid of her. Nonetheless, telling him the truth wasn’t an option. “As you said, the only reason we needed to spend time together was so I could get to know you, so we can convince Caplin we’re married.” His forehead wrinkled. “And you feel like you know me now?” “Well enough to pull off a bullshit marriage, yes.” “Hmm.” He rubbed his chin, then dropped his hand and took a step toward her. His intense regard held her captive. She clung to those dark eyes, waiting for him to say something. “I don’t want you to go.” His low, husky words resonated in her ears. Her body hesitated, her heart skipped, and her nerves stammered. She was convinced that all of her senses had failed her, because she was sure she hadn’t heard him right. “What?” “There’re a few more things you need to know about me in order to successfully pull this off, Jessina.” Every single one of her senses came back to life as he approached her. “Will you stay here with me just one more night?” he asked, stopping in front of her. “So I can show them to you?” “What?” Heat flushed through her body once more. “What sort of things?” Dark, ravishing eyes dropped to her mouth as he drew a finger down the side of her cheek. It trailed along her neck, gently grazing her shoulder and caressing the length of her arm. “The sort of things I would do with my real wife.” He looked back up at her, his hand now settled on her hip. The weight of his touch caused her stomach to clench with desire. His hand shifted to the small of her back, and her next breath got caught in her throat. “I want to show you how my wife would make me feel when I’m this close to her.” He applied light pressure with his hand to her back, and the space between them descended. Their bodies became one. “Chase…” His name fell from her lips in a near whisper when his hardness pressed into her tight-with-desire belly. “Jessina…” he hissed back in a throaty murmur…

Colden Saint James, Dusty Owens, and a single night of passion had equaled to poor old Mr. McAllister’s broken fence. Add six years, a troublemaking photo, and there’s not a fence in Texas that’s gonna be safe.

It took Dusty Owens two years to land Colden “Saint” James, even if it was for only one night, but the very next day, he was gone. Now, years later, the “Saint” has returned, but he’s no longer the do-gooder rookie cop Dusty remembers.

Dusty Owens always had a way of making every single one of Colden’s man parts go all hard. He’d been so close to falling for the girl before he’d left Odessa. Now, due to a troublemaking photo, Colden must return to his hometown to keep her safe. Trouble is, he’s a different man—not to mention the change. Well, it’s gonna cause all kinds of problems where Dusty Owens and all of his man parts are concerned.

I enjoyed this book by Kelly.This book includes passion, laughs, heartache, pain, and betrayal.

Dusty Owens had one night with Colden Saint James after trying to get him for two years. When she gets her chance he takes her virginity, they broke a fence and he left town the next day with no word.

He has been gone for 6 years but he’s is due back for his brother’s wedding. Now he is in town and looking better than ever. But since Dusty was told he is married with three kids she should be safe right?

Colden Saint James is back in town because his cover is blown and he is sure someone is after Dusty all because he had her picture in his wallet. He must protect her from the trouble he is sure that is coming. He bets her he can beat her at staying on a mechanical bull and since she holds the record and he fell off the last time after only a few seconds she agrees. He beats her and moves into her spare room.

Dusty finds out that Colton’s brother made up the story about Colden having a wife and kids she realizes that she is not so safe. He tries to seduce Dusty at every opportunity and is able to. She can’t resist him. He is and has always been her weakness.

When an associate of Colton’s shows up Colton ties up the man and takes Dusty prisoner. She tries to get away more than once only for Colton to grab her back. The more time they spend together the more she falls in love with him. After Colton’s boss talks to the associate they are allowed back into town. After dropping Dusty off Colton tells her he will be right back. After waiting for hours she knows he has left town again.

Is he gone for good? If he returns will Dusty let him back into her life again? What is his real job? Will he make it to the wedding? Does he even care about Dusty? How will she survive if he is gone?

Contact Info for Kelly Gendron

About Kelly:

Kelly resides in a quiet suburb somewhere between Buffalo and Niagara Falls, NY.Her day job?Kelly works in health care representing a group of nursing facilities in the WNY area.She’s been faithfully writing for three years but did write her first book ten years ago.She put it down to raise her son as a single mom and then picked it back up when she and her son finally grew up.That’s when she settled into her newly married adult life and started to seriously write again.She’s dabbled with Romantic Suspense stories, but recently she’s been on an Adult Contemporary Romance kick.

Dusty glared at him from the corner of her eye. “Okay.” She gripped the railing and swayed back. “Yes, once I wanted you—once. But like I said, let’s not dwell on the past. I’m so over you, St. James.”

The smug son-of-a-bitch’s smile broadened. He shook his head. “I’m so not convinced, Dusty girl,” he said with sparkling, playful eyes.

“Stop calling me that!”

“What?” He arched a badly behaving eyebrow. “Girl?”

“Yes!”

“Well, you are one, aren’t you?”

“Yes, but—”

“Oh, I get it,” he rudely interrupted. “Too generic? How ‘bout I call you, uh…my pretty girl? Would you like that?”

In false protest, her nose and forehead scrunched. But she could already see it. The minute that little fawning left his sexy mouth, she’d drop to her knees, ready to give the man whatever he wanted.

“No?” He rubbed his chin and released a low, sexy, “Hmm.” A second later, he lifted an a-ha finger. “Tough girl?”

Her entire face flushed with heated anger.

He grimaced. “Don’t like that either?” His eyes hooded. “I know what kind of girl you are.”

She snorted. This oughtta be good. “Yeah? And what kind of girl am I?”

“No!” Oh God, yes! Who wouldn’t want to be his bad… anything? The new and improved St. James was hot, and her knees were already begging to hit the floor for him. Shake it off, bad girl. Just, shake it the hell off!

“Come over here.” An arm wrapped around her waist. “C’mon.” He dragged out the words as he dragged her up to his side. “It’s all good. You can be my bad girl anytime, Dusty Owens.”

When he bent his head down, warning bells went off in her addled brain. Sissy and Jimmy could see them from where they were standing. She veered back, her hand pressing into his shoulder, “Colden!”

“Don’t be so skittish.” His lips turned up, and his grip tightened. “Where’s that brazen girl? Where’s the girl who showed up at Rusty’s Tavern with Britt Weber, the player of all plays?”

Her eyes widened. Is he really going to bring up that night?

“And after a slow, naughty bull ride performance in a very slinky white dress, I might add, that bad girl dirty danced with the scumbag.”

He even remembers my dress? God.

“Where’s that brazen girl who took a huge risk, hoping I’d come to her rescue and save her from the sleazebag?”

The night flooded into her brain, Colden pulling her out of Britt Weber’s truck. Him punching Britt, who was twelve years her senior, right in the face, and Colden chasing after her and catching up with her at old man McAllister’s fence. Crazy for him, her attempt at making Colden jealous had worked. She’d tried to keep him hot by picking a fight, but Colden hadn’t taken the bait. Without saying a word, he’d just walked up to her and kissed her hard, a kiss he didn’t break until they broke McAllister’s fence—until she’d surrendered her virtue and her heart to him.

“So? Where’s that bad girl now?” he provoked.

Dusty shook her head and told him the truth. “She grew up.” She knew it was immature to try to make Colden jealous back then. He wasn’t a kid. He was a man, and he had shown her that night just what kind of man he was, the kind she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.

“Nah.” Sturdy fingers pressed into her hipbone. “I think she’s still in there. She just needs some coaxing to come out and play.” He leaned in and huskily taunted, “Come out, come out, wherever you are! Be my bad girl and admit you wanna play.”

“In your dreams, St. James. Why don’t you get over yourself? I’ve already told you that I don’t feel anything for you—not anymore,” she lied, trying to save herself.

“I don’t believe you.” His eyes wickedly twinkled with the statement.

“I don’t really care what you believe.”

“Take your panties off.”

As angry as he was making her, her body had to respond to the command, and every muscle froze. “What?”

“If they’re bone dry,” he said, tilting to the left and dropping his voice, “I’ll believe you.”

“Colden, look where we are, for God’s sake. You’re crazy if you think I’m gonna¬—”

He tilted slightly closer, his eyes dark and daring. “Take them off.”

“I-I can’t,” she mumbled, hypnotized by his captivating, intent look and even more stunned by the crazy demand.

“Besides the obvious, it’s a rude a request.” She smirked at him. Yeah, that’s right, buddy. Two can play at this game. “I can’t give them to you because…” She inched closer to his tempting mouth. “I’m not wearing any.” Unable to ignore the pleasure she got from seeing the astonishment light up his eyes, her smile grew too.

“Damn, girl.” He exhaled, letting out a very noticeable whistle. His hand slid slowly down her hip, as if to confirm her claim, then roamed to her backside. “Do you know what a statement like that can do to a guy?”

“Again, I don’t care.”

“Well then, let’s make you care…”

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